[closed] i wish we'd met before;

[juniberries]

Who: Princess Allura & Prince Emperor Lotor
Where: Struxta
When: backdated, threads taking place throughout 7/11-7/16
Rating PG for now?
What: the two nobles lived together in harmony. then, everything changed when S6 attacked.

7/11 - the jump
[Without a teludav or mode of transportation in sight, Allura had wondered just how the Circle would be transported into a new world. She knew bits and pieces from what little she was told by the others, and from her own experience of having been dragged here unannounced, but when it finally does happen, it happens and for all the space travel and reality jumping Allura has done in the past, the strange magical pull in her stomach and the disorientation of being yanked from one end of the universe to another without a vessel still has her feeling a bit queasy for the first few ticks of her arrival.

But afterwards, she gathers herself and her senses and begins to poke around the room in the hostel in which it seems everyone in the Circle will be staying at. She'll want to explore this world, figure out just what it is that Astoria says seems chaotic. Her connection to the life energy around her has been cut, kept within instead of being able to reach out and feel for others, so it's a frustration she still needs to learn to get over.

But before setting out, she will want to meet with the others of her team from home. To make heads of how they're all feeling, to discuss this world and Astoria and the vague situation at hand. And while ordinarily she'd reach out to Shiro first, him being the most knowledgeable and the leader, she feels the desire to message someone else instead.

Privately, she messages Lotor. In a way that Astoria cannot look and construe any other way but amicable should she choose to look at her device's history.]

Lotor? How are you faring following the jump? I would like to see you.

Comments

7/11 (the jump )

[unpatriarchal]

[ this is infuriating.

being someone else's plaything is something lotor abhors. it makes his skin itch, that he has no proper choice in this. some part of him almost wants to request an audience with this witch, to demand how the emperor of half the known universe can possibly be expected to bend to the will of another, but it isn't a very smart move, politically speaking. no one here gives half a damn who he is, and while some part of him finds that refreshing, the other part has quickly realized that his part of the universe is far more advantageous to his position than this one.

still. there isn't much he can do, and at least he has allies here. allura is here, which makes this piece of the universe far less insufferable than it otherwise would be. at least he has her. better than anyone who wants to actively murder him, anyway.

so it's with a stir of happiness, that he receives her message, distracting him from his aggravated brooding as he explores this damn prison, responding quickly, in kind: ]

I am currently outside what they call the Hostel, attempting to get some sort of answer out of anyone. It turns out these people are less inclined to conversation than our own.

Other than that, I am fine. Are you?

7/16 (the confrontation)

[juniberries]

[She had to leave.

The how and the why isn't something she can stand to process. It's unbelievable, feels like pure fiction no matter how delicately they put it. But she's known them for so long, long enough where she knows there is no room for lies, or obfuscation of the truth. She'd have believed them had they looked the same as when they went to bed the night before, but they don't. At least, not Keith, and especially not Shiro.

But for the comparably short time she's known Lotor, she feels she's known him. The connection they share, what they both are and can be-- there was always a part of her that felt empty, a gnawing need for something good and someone good who understood her and her people's history, that he seemed to fill.

And with their duties on hold it had been very easy to grow close. To share a room, to share more than she's ever shared with another person.

But he used her. Lied to her. She thought he was different than she initially perceived him, thought him to be more than a relic of what his father had been. She had seen hope in him, found a strong affinity for him, but--

She moves quickly from where she met Keith and the others, feeling ill and shaky and trying to find solid ground to walk on. The closer she gets to their room, the more tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She wipes them back, tries to steady herself before entering the room. She left him with a kiss but now...

But now.

She wants to remain calm, but her approach is already intense, only crossing the threshold of the door so that it closes behind her. Perhaps she shouldn't be alone with him for this, but...]

Is it true? [Her voice is strained. Disbelieving.] It is true that there is a colony?